"It’s too late for Yuner to go and wash up," Taoist Muwu urged.
It’s too late for Xingyun to listen, and I can’t help but feel anxious. Although it’s a good thing to say that it’s a good thing to increase your work, it’s a waste of effort if you go late to attend. So Xingyun tidied up his clothes as quickly as possible in his life. After washing, his teacher and father, Taoist Muwu, hurried to the mountain, while his younger brother, Master Manglietia, accompanied everyone to meet at the front of Qingwu University.
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The Qingcheng Grand Festival is held once every ten years. Originally, it was stipulated that the leader of the same school, the standard department, sent the younger brother of Qingcheng to participate. However, there were some exceptions. That was because the age of the leader was too higher than that of Xi Dadi, the younger brother of Mu Zi, who was over forty years old. None of the younger generation of Mu Zi was over thirty years old, but there were also 30 competitions in which the participants were 156 except the younger brothers who were outside the sword. After four rounds of elimination, the remaining ten winners would enter the Qingwu Hall to practice martial arts.
Taoist Muwu and Xingyun came too late. It was because they came too late that they missed the big match curtain. Xingyun made a hasty salute to Manglian, and even before he spoke, he announced the rules of the second big match.
The sub-tournament grouping was presided over by Guangguang, who looked at all the people in Taiwan. Guangguang said, "When there are distinguished guests present, we should test before the official tournament. Anyone who is going to participate in the tournament will release a firm shock wave in groups of twenty, and those who are longer than four feet will be qualified to compete. Those who are less than three feet will not be able to learn martial arts for three months!"
After finishing the test, the younger brothers were grouped according to the order of introduction, but some brothers who knew that the firm but gentle was not three feet were returned to their original places. At first, I came up with this method to avoid losing the face of Qingcheng Sect because of their poor martial arts. Among them, the most worrying thing is that Xingyun and Xingjun are the famous owners of "one-inch firm but gentle" in Qingcheng Sect. If we compete in front of Emei, Tangmen and Huashan, we won’t laugh off others’ fangs. Wouldn’t it be a laughing stock in the Wulin if the younger brother of Qingcheng Sect turned out to be like this?
And light can’t prevent the two of them from participating in the competition in advance, which is not only against the rules, but also their two new masters, Mu Lian, won’t let it go. Recently, light has always heard that Mu Lian has accepted these two "famous" brothers and is ready to show his skills in the big game, thinking that this "skill" should not be shown!
Just came up with a test, the purpose of which was to scare Xing Yun and Xing Jun to keep them from leaving the ranks, but the light was not enough. Xing Yun and Xing Jun had already passed the restrictions set by him.
The test in the huge martial arts field in front of the Qingwu University Hall is in progress. Because Xing Yun and Xing Jun were arranged in a very backward position late, Xing Yun came to talk to Xing Jun at this time. "How is your situation today, junior brother?"
Xingyun is very relaxed now because he has self-confidence and is most likely to defeat his master elder brother with sword, so he starts to think of his younger brother.
It’s very strange for Hangjun to look at himself, even Master Manglietia, who is talking to his master at this time, and his eyes keep drifting to his side.
"Brother, are you all right?" Hangjun’s expression is really weird. That’s because Hangjun saw that Hangyun’s work was different by leaps and bounds a few days ago, and Manglietia also saw it. At this time, he was asking Taoist Muwu, who was worried about Hangyun because of his chaotic heart, and he didn’t notice that he was afraid of his physical accident. At this time, he couldn’t help looking at Hangyun and making Hangyun uncomfortable.
Xingyun looked at Hangjun and said, "I’m fine. Let the younger brother see my progress later." Xingyun didn’t know that his younger brother’s strange expression was that he had seen his difference in work.
Just as the two people were talking, the test was going on quickly, because it took a group of twenty people to release firm but gentle shock, and they had long since quit because they were afraid of the side wall. So far, it has been like going through the motions, and it is very easy and equally fast to come batch by batch.
In a blink of an eye, it’s going to be the turn of Xing Yun and Xing Jun, and just sitting in the distance, I saw those two "famous" and "one inch" brothers swaggering in the queue and chatting. I was so angry that my roots itched. "If you two make a fool of yourself later, wait for the side wall. No, it’s not the side wall. I’ll punish you for never coming back!" Just when the light is dark and the hate is dark, it is finally the turn of the group and the last group.
At this time, the eyes of Tangmen and his party were also pointing out the clouds in Tang Xing, but because the seats of all factions were arranged very close, there would be no public discussion
See Muqi, who is in charge of supervising Muzi generation, beckoning everyone to pull out their swords and wait for Muqi to take the exam.
This bright sword "broken bridge" is particularly striking. Yu Muqi had to ask, "What’s with your sword, nephew?" The eyes of the audience moved to Hangyun and his broken bridge as Muqi asked, and some people who knew Hangyun were already pointing with a smile.
Xingyun said hello to Uncle Shi, who is in charge of supervision, and answered truthfully, "This is my brother’s sword. Although the broken sword is broken, my brother made it voluntarily." Xingyun hurriedly explained.
But his explanation not only didn’t make people dispel doubts, but immediately caused everyone to burst into laughter. "Can an inch of firm but gentle chop wood handyman also give his sword a name?" I haven’t even taken it yet. Haha ""I’m laughing my ass off, and broken arrow is still seriously named unconventional? "
At this time, Zhao Jian, sitting in the VIP table, also recognized the walking cloud and saw him pointing to the walking cloud and laughing wildly at his classmates. "Ha ha ha ha, did you see it?" Remember that little Taoist priest yesterday? No wonder he didn’t dare to perform in front of us when he broke his sword in one day. Haha, it’s so interesting! "
At this time, his face is getting more and more ugly, especially in front of so many outsiders. It really makes the light angry, and the performance of Zhao Jian beside him is even more exaggerated, which makes the light can’t help but twist a head and stare at Zhao Jian, but Zhao Jian didn’t see it because of his stomachache, but Zhao didn’t worry about it and felt that his son was a little too unstable when he saw it.
So I went out to "Enough!" Zhao Jian was laughing so hard that he couldn’t help but look up and stop laughing when he heard his father’s unhappy voice. At this moment, he just met the light and his eyes were white. So he straightened his skirt and sat up straight. Zhao Buyou shook his head and turned to Guangyi to apologize for his fuels. "I hope Uncle Shi will forgive me for being rude just now."
This Zhao Buyou is a generation shorter than Guang, and it is also to draw closer to each other. Zhao Buyou has never been the head of Huashan, but called Guang their martial uncle to show his respect, which made him earn a good impression in the hearts of Guang. When Guang "snorted", he accepted Zhao Buyou’s apology and left Zhao Jian alone.
At this time, Hangjun and the two masters looked at Hangyun in surprise because they knew that Hangyun would not do such a rash thing even if he was not good at martial arts. That was not Hangyun’s character, and when would his sword break?
After hearing Xing Yun’s explanation of the broken bridge, the supervisor Mu Qi said, "Since you chose broken arrow yourself, the test is still fair. Now the test continues!"
To participate in the test, all the people heard the announcement of Muqi and stopped laughing. Meditation came to exercise and saw the firm but gentle bursts out.
At this time, the walking clouds also lifted their broken bridges and wronged themselves for ten years. These days, they are sad and resentful, just because of the broken bridges, they let loose the walking clouds and jade, and urged a metallic friction sound.
"Hey!"
There was a loud noise all over the field! A two-foot-long cyan sword was shot out of the broken bridge! Wood qi could not help but exclaim "Jian Gang! ? How is that possible! ?”
"Jian Gang!" The word accompanied by the "zither" but the noise instantly spread all over the VIP table in front of the Qingwu University Hall. All the personnel departments stared at the little Taoist priest, including all the people in Tangmen who had long known the details of the clouds.
Outside the Qingwu Hall, you are now heroic (Chapter 26)
The walking cloud sword Gang shocked the scene, and the only one who should have known the details of the walking cloud for a long time, Tang Han and Tang Xing, were all stunned. They were surprised because the walking cloud sword Gang was not milky white as described by Tang Xing, but authentic "Qingcheng Green". At that time, Tang Han was still wondering why the mysterious little Taoist sword Gang was not blue unique to Qingcheng School, but had never seen milky white.
Now it’s great that it has really changed from ivory to cyan, which is even more abnormal. How can a person have two kinds of swords? Does it make sense?
Just a few words of them can’t help but be very surprised, and they are still very happy. How did this famous one-inch firm but gentle owner suddenly become a sword? And it’s a two-foot sword! You know Xingyun, he is only fifteen years old now!
In addition to the line sword, the Qingcheng school’s line word generation set an example, there is no one in the Qingcheng school’s line word generation who can make the sword gang people. How can this cloud not make them happy?